Airy's lips were stolen back up into a fearsomly passionate kiss as he stood up, easily collecting her in his arms to turn and set her back down, sliding his cock out of her as he did so.
"In a minute, I want you to stick that ass in the air, mon amour, legs apart so I can see your sweet cunt, mm? But first, kneel on the floor. Keep your hands on your thighs, no touching." His pants were shucked off as he spoke, cock glistening with her juices as he moved and once he was free of them, he headed over to his drug cabinet and threw it open, pulling open a drawer.
Inside, there were all sorts of toys he'd picked up on the side, ready for just such an occasion. A strand of anal beads was picked up, as well as some nipple clamps that were more appropriate for Airy's starting level before he knicked a bottle of oil and headed back her way. The string was held out to her with a command "Hold these," so he could set the oil down and squat to her level.
Dark eyes studied hers as skillful fingers pulled, pinched, and gently twisted her nipples into pert nubs.
"Tell me again Airy. Tell me you want this. Moi." So long as she answered in the positive, his hands would keep moving, expertly dressing her breasts with the silver clamps.
There was a rush of movement and it took Airy a moment to steady herself. His mouth was warm and distracting, tilting the world on its axis as he pulled away from her. A whine and a noticeable shutter shook through her frame as his cock pulled out of her. Cold air curled around her thighs and the wet heat of her sex, sharping her vision and thoughts through the haze of the drug.
"On- the pillows?" She asked as she shifted weight to her knees. Airy left space in front of her, where she assumes she'll be able to fall forward and lift her ass in the air as Matt had instructed. It was difficult for her to keep her thoughts straight though it becomes easier as Matt returned with his collection of tantalizing instruments.
She did as she was told and then watched as his fingers pinched and teased at the peaks of her breaths. Airy's lips part and a collection of muted whines and gasps fall freely from her lips. "I-" Her voice shook but she forced herself to continue. "I want this."
Airy gasped. "It feels so tight."
Pain and pleasure mix together in a surprisingly euphoric twist as Matt finished pinching her nipples with the silver clamps. Airy's breathing deepen, her chest heaving with each inhale. "I want you Matt." She didn't know what to say and each second made it that much harder to speak. "I want more."
Something about him solidified. She wouldn't be asked again; it was the end of civility and the start of full, unfettered play. Matt put a small amount of pressure on the chain before letting it go and watching the steel bounce against her skin.
As he with withdrew, the anal beads were taken from her hand. Matt gestured with a rough voice.
Her lips parted but she didn't speak. Emotions and feelings swirled within her chest and mixed in a new sensation of need, pain and crude desires. "Ah!" Airy gasped and it took her too long to realize that Matt had taken the anal beads from her and begun talking to her.
"Yeah." She blinked slowly and then nodded as a flood of need flickered like a fire in her chest. "Yes."
Airy shifted and bent forward. Her arms stretched out along the pillows as she positioned herself with her ass in the air. The fabric of the pillow brushed against the clips at her breasts and Airy gasped as a little ting of pleasure and pain shivered through her.
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"In a minute, I want you to stick that ass in the air, mon amour, legs apart so I can see your sweet cunt, mm? But first, kneel on the floor. Keep your hands on your thighs, no touching." His pants were shucked off as he spoke, cock glistening with her juices as he moved and once he was free of them, he headed over to his drug cabinet and threw it open, pulling open a drawer.
Inside, there were all sorts of toys he'd picked up on the side, ready for just such an occasion. A strand of anal beads was picked up, as well as some nipple clamps that were more appropriate for Airy's starting level before he knicked a bottle of oil and headed back her way. The string was held out to her with a command "Hold these," so he could set the oil down and squat to her level.
Dark eyes studied hers as skillful fingers pulled, pinched, and gently twisted her nipples into pert nubs.
"Tell me again Airy. Tell me you want this. Moi." So long as she answered in the positive, his hands would keep moving, expertly dressing her breasts with the silver clamps.
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"On- the pillows?" She asked as she shifted weight to her knees. Airy left space in front of her, where she assumes she'll be able to fall forward and lift her ass in the air as Matt had instructed. It was difficult for her to keep her thoughts straight though it becomes easier as Matt returned with his collection of tantalizing instruments.
She did as she was told and then watched as his fingers pinched and teased at the peaks of her breaths. Airy's lips part and a collection of muted whines and gasps fall freely from her lips. "I-" Her voice shook but she forced herself to continue. "I want this."
Airy gasped. "It feels so tight."
Pain and pleasure mix together in a surprisingly euphoric twist as Matt finished pinching her nipples with the silver clamps. Airy's breathing deepen, her chest heaving with each inhale. "I want you Matt." She didn't know what to say and each second made it that much harder to speak. "I want more."
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As he with withdrew, the anal beads were taken from her hand. Matt gestured with a rough voice.
"Go on, you know what to do."
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"Yeah." She blinked slowly and then nodded as a flood of need flickered like a fire in her chest. "Yes."
Airy shifted and bent forward. Her arms stretched out along the pillows as she positioned herself with her ass in the air. The fabric of the pillow brushed against the clips at her breasts and Airy gasped as a little ting of pleasure and pain shivered through her.